“Why Don’t You Do Right?” is an old standard (1936) jointly composed by a couple of cats named Kansas Joe McCoy and Herb Morand. I believe it was popularized by Peggy Lee and most associated with her rendition. Andy Pope at the Baldwin Grand, April 16, 2021.
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The eye is the lamp of the body. If your vision is clear, your whole body will be full of light. But if your vision is poor, your whole body will be full of darkness. If then the light within you is darkness, how great is that darkness!
No one can serve two masters: Either he will hate the one and love the other, or he will be devoted to the one and despise the other. You cannot serve both God and money.
Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? Look at the birds of the air: They do not sow or reap or gather into barns—and yet your Heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life?
And why do you worry about clothes? Consider how the lilies of the field grow: They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his glory was adorned like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the furnace, will He not much more clothe you, O you of little faith?
Therefore do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For without God, people strive after all these things, yet your Heavenly Father knows that you need them. But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things will be added unto you.
— Matthew 6:22-33
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I truly abhor the process of having to search high and low for money to get this show packaged. I truly do. These are not the words of a scammer, a hustler, or a con artist. They are the words of a frustrated, serious Artist who happens to hate money with a passion, and who prefers not to ever have to even think about it. I do not live in a world of financial gains and losses. I live in a world of Music, Art, and Writing — and whatever gains and losses there may be — well, they basically come with the territory.
So hopefully what I just wrote on my Proposal Page will be written for the last time. I’m bright enough to be able to discern that every time I make this pitch, I sound a bit more desperate. But it’s like I said earlier, I feel like I’m racing against Alzheimer’s trying to get this show on the road. I understand that $700 is a considerable chunk of change in just about anybody’s world, but if I could at least get something toward this venture, my spirits would sure lighten about the whole thing.
Otherwise, there are still positive signs of impending progress. I heard from the lady at the University, who approved of my detailed character descriptions and suggested I also make flyers. I found a zealous young fellow with a degree in Marketing who wants to help me with the flyers and other such details. So maybe he can make monetary proposals that sound a wee bit more professional than the super-honest gush of laying my heart on the table that you will read on my Proposal Page.
But that gush is me – at the moment anyway – and I’m not about to change it. I just want it to be over. I want to get the money for the singers and the overall package, and get this damn show on the road.
Like I said, all other systems are go. The workshop will probably begin within the next two weeks, with or without singing. It will be a bit of a stretch trying to figure out what to do during all of the musical numbers, but you know, where there’s a will, there’s a way. And God has a Will. And a Way.
Problem with God is, he just doesn’t sign checks.
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